For four days Paige Turner kept quiet concerning her run in with Mark Rapier, her Mom's boyfriend. She couldn't tell her Father of his blackmail scheme without it devastating her Mother. Paula Turner was a recovering alcoholic as it was. One huge shock might ruin her sobriety. Paige couldn't live with herself if that should happen.
Keeping quiet was tough. She had to lie to her Father at every question. Even after he and his ex-wife feuded over how to raise Paige. She was eighteen so in her mind she was already raised. Wearing risqué clothing shouldn't be an issue now. It was regardless.
She also knew that if she told her Father everything he would remove her Tender account completely and ban her from leaving the house. All of the flirting and teasing that kept her smiling would go away. That was not going to happen. She would find a way of dealing with Mark.
The good news was, Lonnie did like the dress Paula had bought her. Paige adored it. Paige even hid the fact that the Old Photographer Mickey had helped her. She would text Mickey her thanks many times. He really wanted her to pose for him. She promised him she would figure out how to persuade her Father into letting her. If not, she would sneak out and meet Mickey on her own. Something she didn't want to do, but would.
With all of her secrets bundled away she paced the floor ready to go to the party she and Beau were invited to. Speaking of Beau.
"He's here Daddy."
"I can see that. His car's a piece of junk."
"It will get us there and back."
"Open the door for him."
"That was the plan Daddy." She giggles and sticks her tongue out at him just before opening the front door. Beau was fairly dressed up in a nice pair of jeans and a dark blue polo shirt. Sizing Paige up in the doorway he exhaled briefly before using a hand queerly to express his liking her attire. It was all an act. She knew it. Lon knew it. Let him be an idiot.
"You look nice Homey."
Beau Stewart tried not to drool over Paige at her front door. Paige and her Father had already spoken about the rules of her going to the party. She agreed. Now that Beau was here to pick her up in his beater Camry she felt like a free woman. Well, she would once her Dad let her leave.
Lonnie Turner, Paige's father joined her at the door to meet the much discussed Beau.
"You must be Beau." Lonnie leered out at the boy. The second Beau saw him he reflected back to the stolen video from Brett Chenowyth's cell. This was the guy that was fucking Paige. He nearly crapped his pants knowing incest was involved. He knew he had to keep that a secret.
"Yep. You're Paige's dad?"
"Wouldn't be here to see you off if I wasn't. Beau? I expect you to show Paige a good time and keep her safe. Don't get too drunk if you're driving. For that matter don't let Paige get too drunk."
"Daddy! Let me grow up."
"Fine. You know the rules Princess. Face time me every 30 minutes so I know you're alright."
"Yessss Daddy. I know. I will."
"Got your bikini? You said there might be a pool."
"Yes. In my purse."
"If that Brett shows up and gives you trouble you come straight home."
"We won't let Brett mess with her Mister Turner. I promise."
"Taking your word on that Beau. Drive safe." He kisses Paige on the forehead and nods for her to leave. Watching them walk away he worried she might be dressed a little too provocative. He wasn't going to raise a fuss. He decided earlier to let her do her own thing. Fuck her skirt was short. No bra under her open back shirt. His kid had certainly grown up fast in the past two weeks. Of course Lonnie had a huge influence on that happening.
As Beau opened her car door he eyes her legs. Soft and silky. She wore a black stretchy style mini skirt with one of her green low back shirts, along with heels that her Mall boys bought her. Her hair long and flowing.
"Like my outfit?"
"I just said you looked nice."
"Oh! Sorry. Nervous."
"You sure you wanna wear a mini skirt like that?"
"What's wrong with it?"
"It's...really short. I mean...really, really, short."
"You're complaining Mister Bi-sexual?"
"No. I just don't want all the guys to..." He hesitates lowering his voice. "Words getting around that we took pics in the weight room. Luckily there's no proof of it. Aaron and Cody told Brett. Whisper here whisper there. She stripped. She lifted weights naked."
"Should I be worried?"
"There's no proof outside of what's on your cell. Right?"
"As far as I know."
"Then just go and have a good time."
"There are other girls at this party right?"
"As far as I know. We can always leave if you feel uncomfortable."
"I'm not leaving, even if I am the only girl. This is my first ever party. I wanna experience drinking games and dancing."
"Both of those I'm sure." He knew darn well she was going to be the only girl. He just had to play it cool. Sean and Drew told him to relax and they would take care of her. He liked Paige but he had already committed bringing her to the guys. What might happen remained uncertain.
As she crawled in to her seat her legs fanned wide and he spotted her skimpy little peach colored thong. It was almost see through. Instant boner. Closing the door he raced around his car and adjusted his erection before entering. Behind the wheel he could hide a bit more.
"Seatbelt on." He prompts. Watching as she slips it over her chest the belt tightened between her breasts. Her nipples poking harder under the constriction of the belt. In his mind he knew this girl was going to be eaten alive by these horny fuckers. Shaking off his worries he sets his car in motion and heads out. Across town they went to a nicer section of the burbs. Drew's parents were realtors and very well off. The house they arrived at was extravagant with a private gate they needed to be admitted through. Once Beau gains access he heads in to a circular drive with a small off the path parking for four other cars. There were seven cars total. One motorcycle off to the edge. There was even a large water fountain in the center of the front yard that had a baby angel pouring water from a large container.
"Oh my gosh. Why isn't Drew in a private school? He must be rich." She admires every detail through her window.
"He must be, this place is insane. Only parking spot left must be for us." He slips between two other cars and shuts the engine off to a sputter. Sitting there he looks over at Paige's awe. "You sure you want to go in there?"
"I know I do. Stop trying to scare me. I'm not as shy as I was a few weeks ago."
"Of course you're not shy. Just gullible."
